My niece and nephew come to visit for a weekend, and we spend a day on the town.
Me: Hey, do you want to go into that comic book store across the street?
Trevor: Comic book stores are kind of scary.
Me: Really? Why?
Trevor: Because the people in there are weird.
Emma: Really weird.
Me: What do you mean?
Trevor: Like, did you ever see Napoleon Dynomite?
Me: Yeah.
Trevor: They’re all like that, except in real life.
Me: Really?
Trevor: Yeah. And they’re saying things like, ‘My rhombut defeats your algorph.’ It’s really weird.
yeah, my uncle is one of those weird, scary guys. really weird. really scary. but without the humor of Napoleon Dynamite.
tell you niece & nephew to stay away. far away.
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my son is a comic book store junkie at the ripe ol’ age of 9. peet’s coffee is right across the street. lucky for me and for him.
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At least you can be pleased that they’re well adjusted…
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Almost….ALMOST… wet myself laughing.
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Is this Trevor of “I can take you, little babies,” fame? LOVE that kid.
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nurture those instincts. these kids will go places (the non-creepy ones, anyway)
-t
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When I sell my shink-wrapped copy of “The Power Of Puncherman #1” for a million bucks we’ll see who’s laughin’.
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AWWW…don’t tell Trevor, but I worked at a comic book store when I was 16. There used to be a FAMILY of Napolean Dynamites in there every week (father, mother, two sons). Then my co-worker told me they were nudists.
I’d say Trevor’s instincts are pretty much right on.
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So true!
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Weirdos? Yes. But who wants to be “normal”?
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Auntie Margaret… what are you doing with my children?
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I think I may need a “My Rhombut Beats Your Algorph” shirt.
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rough concept shirt: http://www.flickr.com/photos/dogwelder/186123263/
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